goodnight i made you a song goodbye
This row in front of you is like duck, duck, goose - but eating disorder, eating disorder, failed eating disorder
I accidentally burped into my bong.
Buying $100 worth of beef jerkey sounded like a terrific idea last night.
we ate a 40 pack of string cheese and watched an entire washing machine cycle.
my way of studying for our final tomorrow: registering online to retake the class in the fall
you just kept yelling NO BUENO SENOR at the cashier and throwing coins at him, of course you were going to get kicked out of the grocery store
And then I interrupted the father of the groom, to ask if she was "ballet or pole" in the middle of his story about his niece, the dancer.
laying naked on couch sucking water through straw. i can still feel the orgasm from last night. thank you mdma.
He asked me to hum the Ghost Busters theme song as I was going down on him
I just remembered something. Did we really all flash the cab driver to get half off?
Whiskey and tits go great with anything. Especially fire.
If I could I'd magically teleport drugs and alcohol to you. Like a bad decision fairy.
How much glitter would I have to ingest in order for a "magnificent" amount to appear in my ejaculate?
In hindsight I shouldn't have been blasting Antichrist Superstar if I didn't want to seem suspicious driving up to a Catholic church
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